The third book in the Ascension Series.
After the destruction of Mount Weather and the end of The Shadow Bloods, Commander Lexa mourns the loss of Clarke Griffin.
Unbeknownst to Lexa, Clarke survived the fall of The Mountain and has made the heartbr...
We arrived on the outskirts Polis as the midday sun struggled to force it's way through the clouds. As we overlooked The Capital we witnessed droves of people moving through the main gates. I turned to Lexa in surprise, "It seems the Ambassadors have been busy in your absence." It was a positive sign that The Clans had all begun to travel to Polis in support of their Commanders request. Yet, Lexa still looked troubled, "Now I must ask them to decide which of their people get a chance to live and who will be left to die on a toxic world." She urged her horse onward towards The Capital, knowing she had to deliver a bittersweet message to the masses that now flocked to Polis. On our arrival, Lexa wasted no time in calling upon The Ambassadors. She had allowed Luna and I to attend given our knowledge of the situation. As I stood by Octavia's side, Lexa shocked the room by requesting that Luna be seated in the empty chair of Floukru. The Floukru warrior was also taken aback by Lexa's request, unsure if the gesture was genuine. Cautiously, Luna responded, "For reasons that are clear to all in this room, I have not lived with Floukru for many years, Heda. I feel it would be perceived as disrespectful if I were to sit in that chair."
The Ambassadors murmured in agreement with the dishonored Natblida. They firmly believed she had no right to represent the people she had once shamed. Lexa, however, insisted. The Commander leaned forward slightly, never breaking eye contact with the woman she once trained with as a child. Her response to Luna's apprehension and the rumblings of The Ambassadors was authoritative and decisive, "Luna, as far as we know you are the last surviving member of Floukru and of the clan you found a home with as sea. There is a possibility that Queen Freya has spared the children of both clans, but nothing is certain. That being said, I will not see the Floukru seat remain empty in these halls given the gravity of what we face. The past is the past, only the future concerns me from this point onwards." Lexa gestured with her hand towards the empty chair and with her head held high, Luna accepted the honour of becoming the representative for Floukru. The rest of The Ambassadors held their tongues, not wishing to strike up a confrontation with their Commander.
Lexa leaned back into her throne, allowing the moment to settle, before addressing the room in a serious tone. "Now that we have full representation of The Thirteen Clans in this room, I must ask something of you all, a difficult decision for each clan to make for the very survival of our people." Lexa explained everything in great detail, all that we now knew about our past, the bunker, the key and Queen Freya's declaration of war. The Coalition was ready to fight, ready to choose their survivor's should we take the bunker. Yet, there was concern over some clans and their numbers. Echo Kom Azgeda was the first to vocalize this issue. "You ask The Clans to choose one hundred people each, Commander, but their are those who have depleted numbers since The War Of The Shadow Bloods. Boudalankru and Trishanakru have bearly fifty people each left upon their lands. Who will take these additional spaces?" Lexa paused before answering, knowing that her words were controversial, "One will be offered to Luna Kom Floukru, more if any children of the sea have survived Queen Freya's invasion. The rest will be offered to Thelonious Jaha and his people of The Dead Zone, The Ghost Nation."
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